This is officially the cleanest, most established room in the house. The floors have been cleaned and polished (twice--be impressed), and the shelving has been dusted. See below for the actual reality.
The depiction of the kitchen is a moment of honesty. Chaos reigns as we attempt to simultaneously clean and inhabit the space. There is some strange sticky substance near the handle on all of the cabinets and inside a few. My suspicion for its origins involves hand oils, cooking oils, and years of not cleaning. Anyone care to volunteer assistance? Habitat for family!
I have succumb to the need for real seating for dining. Whilst continuing our search for a primitive shaker we are raining crumbs upon this wooden folding table.
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